Thousands of traitors looked at each other, and then began to communicate in a low voice.

"What should I do brother, do you want to leave or stay!"

Smiled bitterly: "Go, who knows if you can go, or what will happen if you go out of the city!" ”

"yes, maybe we'll all die as soon as we get out of town."

"Even if it's okay, where can we go?"

Trembling: "Can you kill the Jurchens, have we ever beaten them?" ”

"This!" At the mention of the tartar, the crowd panicked.

The observer calmly thought about it and said: "Why can't you beat it, aren't more than a thousand elites of the Eight Banners killed by these turf-wearing people?" ”

"Yes, in fact, the Eight Banners are not invincible, they were hacked to death."

Everyone seemed to feel a surprise~

"If you don't do it with them, the Tartars can't do it against the Han army."

"But there are only so many of them!"

The more they talked, the more lively they became, and after looking at it for a while, Chen Xiong finally became impatient and ordered: "Draw the knife." ”

"It's the lord." Hundreds of scarecrows raised their weapons and stared silently at the many traitors.

The captives, who had not noticed the situation, were still hesitating, and immediately closed their mouths when they found the captives around them with bright swords.

"Damn, don't say it, look."

"It's over~"

"No~"

Seeing that the captives were finally quiet, Chen Xiong said loudly with a secret smile: "Okay, it seems that you have thought about it." Since you don't want to join our Han army, leave now. ”

"This~" Captive, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to leave, and no one dares to come forward to speak.

"Why don't you want to leave, then I'll assume that you are all willing to join the Han army." Chen Xiong left after speaking, in fact, he didn't want to let anyone go. After leaving Liaodong, it is impossible for these people to regret it.

After the scarecrow walked away, the captives began to discuss again.

"This, we are all Han soldiers!"

"It's over, the Jurchens hate traitors the most."

"Hey! Okay, let's not talk about it, in this troubled world, we little soldiers have a choice, and it's already good to survive to this day! ”

Chen Xiong left, and most of the guards in the prisoner camp were withdrawn, and the prisoners no longer had the slightest intention of resisting. Now that they have no choice, the Han army will kill the old and the young when they see the Jurchens, and so many Jurchen people have died, even if they go back to be traitors, it is estimated that they will not end well.

The orders of the commander of the Han army were a little rough, but the people who even dared to kill the Tartars, the Han people of Jinzhou did not dare to disobey.

In the afternoon, 10,000 young men came to the gate of Jinzhou City. The 10,000 people are all men between the ages of 15 and 45, and their identities are even more diverse.

"Knock knock~~"

The low sound of war drums sounded again in Jinzhou, and as soon as the war drums that were tiresome to hear before sounded, the Han people in Jinzhou all had a kind of sour feeling.

"When the old man flirted with his youth, the past was really unbearable!" Zhao Zhongnan seemed to remember something, and listened to the drum sound motionlessly.

Chen Xiong nodded his head and said: "Old Zhao, don't worry, my Han army will always come back, even if I can't do it, but there are still my sons and grandsons, we Han people will definitely return to the northeast one day and take root." "What about the Manchu Qing Dynasty, which later disappeared in ashes, and the northeast was filled by the Han Chinese.

"Haha, yes, we Han people will definitely come back!" The old man laughed, what about the five nonsense, what about the Meng Yuan swallowing the world, and finally their Han people came back.

Chen Xiong first ascended the high platform, followed by Zhao Lao, and then Wu Jiu, Wu Liu, and Zhang Shou also followed on the stage. There is a lack of talents, and the fat brother also promoted his little benefactor Brother Zhang by the way.

The drums of war stopped, and everyone focused on the high platform.

The three-meter high platform is not far from the city gate, in front of tens of thousands of people.

"Hello folks, you haven't heard of me before, but in order to leave Liaodong alive, you must remember my name today. I, Chen Xiong, am from Lingnan and am the commander of the 6,000 Han Army, and I will be your commander in the future. After Chen Xiong finished speaking, he nodded to Zhao Lao, there was no need for everyone to hear it, and someone would pass on what they said later.

Old Zhao nodded and took a step forward: "Folks, the old man is very glad to be able to stand here today." Thanks to the Commander-in-Chief, who saved us from the clutches of the Tartars. The general did not gather you to send you to death, but to take us away and come to this hellish Liaodong. Fellow villagers, the old man begs you, in order for our family to leave Liaodong alive, let us stop the Tartars together with Commander Yu! ”

There are indifferent scarecrows everywhere, which makes the atmosphere of the scene more serious. The Han people in Jinzhou didn't dare to say much, and looked at the high platform quietly.

"Well, General Ben won't say much, and he won't force you. If you don't want to follow the Han army, please leave before tonight, and those who stay will obey the orders of the Han army. After Chen Xiong finished speaking, he left, and the scene was left to Zhao Lao. In fact, he is not used to this kind of foolish occasions, he is not a politician, he prefers a simple, direct and crude approach.

After Chen Xiong left, Zhao Lao introduced the patriarchs of Jinzhou to the Han army. Wu Liuzhang Shou was in charge of selecting recruits between the ages of eighteen and thirty. Then the rest of the people were arranged by Wu Jiu, the carpenter made wooden figures, the blacksmith made weapons, and those who didn't know anything did miscellaneous logistics.

……

"My lord."

"Lord~Gong..." Zhang Shou looked respectful, but he felt that something was wrong in his heart, but it could only be like this now.

"Hmm."

"My lord, only two thousand five hundred young men have been selected." Wu Liu said with some disappointment, in fact, he felt that most of the 10,000 people should join the Han army.

"Well, that's not bad, so be it: let them mess with the captives and divide them into three teams. A team will be sent to Chen Chang at the dock, and you and Zhang Shou will each lead a team of men and horses to practice. By the way, the three thousand war horses, you three commanders are also divided. Chen Xiong said lightly, but the faces of several people in front of him were different.

Wu Jiu looked at his nephew excitedly, someone from his old Wu family was finally going to come out.

Zhang Shou looked surprised, and at the same time had a hint of regret: in fact, what he wanted to lead most were those silent and serious men, who were heroes who killed people like hemp and regarded life and death as nothing.

That's right, Jianghu heroes, this is Chen Xiong's explanation to everyone. He can talk about the Tianlong Babu of the Northern Song Dynasty all the way to the Xiaoao Jianghu a hundred years ago, and ordinary people can't believe it. None of them knew the specific situation of the three front armies, and they could not even approach the scarecrow camp at will, and even the specific number of the three front armies could not be known to outsiders.

"Lord, isn't this okay? I am only seventeen years old this year, and I ask the Lord to receive the order. Wu Liu looked at Chen Xiong worriedly, he knew his own ability, he couldn't spoil the lord's big business.

Chen Xiong smiled, he liked this kind of subordinate who knew how to advance and retreat: "Wu Liu, if you don't do it, who will do it, you can't let your uncle do it, right?" People will always grow, learn more and use their brains. ”

"The lord laughed, I'm too busy." As the chief housekeeper, Wu Jiu is already busy enough, how can he care about anything else. Besides, he's old, and he really can't do anything about fighting and killing.

Wu Liu smiled bitterly with gratitude: "Thank you for your trust." ”

Chen Xiong nodded, he didn't care what they brought the army into, the main force he relied on was his own summoning army. How could the loyalty and combat effectiveness of the human army be better than the three-front army composed of straw and wood people.

"Thank you, my lord, Zhang Shou will definitely train them to become the world's iron army." Zhang Shou had great ambitions to make his army stronger than the Tartars. He may not have had this idea before, but after the myth of Tartar's invincibility was shattered, he already saw hope for revenge and the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish.

The entire Golden State is racing against time, preparing for the next big battle and leaving Liaodong.